‘My husband wants to watch’: Pool boy in three-way sex scandal with Jerry Falwell’s ‘flirty’ wife tells all

It was a scandal that rocked the Evangelical Christian community in 2020: Jerry Falwell Jr., president of Liberty University and son of televangelist icon Jerry Falwell, was accused by a former Miami pool boy of watching while he had sex with his wife, Becki.

Watching a lot, over a span of several years.

Well, all the sordid details of the messy love triangle are now being rehashed in a tell-all tome from none other than the pool boy himself, Giancarlo Granda.

Though the Falwells have denied Granda’s claims, insisting that Jerry did not join in on his wife’s affair, Jr. did resign from his position at Liberty University in August 2020.

But in an excerpt from Granda’s new book, Off the Deep End: Jerry and Becki Falwell and the Collapse of an Evangelical Dynasty, featured in Rolling Stone, the author goes into enough stomach-churning detail to make even the most ardent supporter of the powerful Evangelical duo question the Falwell’s true nature.

The titillating taste of Granda’s side of the story picks up with his first glimpse of Becki and reads like a letter to Playboy from the 1970s.

“At the tail end of the high season at the Fontainebleau hotel in Miami, on March 13, 2012, I was close to ending my shift at around 4:00 p.m, when I noticed a woman staring at me,” Granda writes. “She was camped out in my section—maybe in her mid-forties, attractive, fit, and very charismatic, stretched out on one of the poolside daybeds in a bikini.”

To hear Granda tell it, she was a cougar ready to pounce, and she had the shallow young attendant at “daybeds.”

“Daybeds are way more comfortable than the lounge chairs,” Granda explains, “and the going rate was $150 a day, so anyone with a daybed already had my attention.”

“Her dark brown eyes locked on to me, and I felt her watching me wherever I went,” he continues. “She had a deep, penetrating stare, and when she caught my eye she didn’t look away. It was a little disconcerting.”

“The next time I was within earshot,” he recalls, “she said, ‘Oh, these girls don’t know what they’re doing. You need someone older.'”

Cue the cheesy porn music.

“She was being flirty, saying it as a joke, so I flirted back,” he writes. “She asked my name, and when I shook her hand, she complimented me on my handshake.”

After some back-and-forth banter, Mrs. Falwell allegedly invited the bewitched boy up to her room.

“There’s just one thing . . .” she said. “My husband wants to watch.”

Grando goes on to describe an encounter that will make his readers long for a bottle of bleach to pour into their eye sockets.

“He wore Speedo briefs, with his belly hanging over his waistband,” says Grando. “It was a little awkward, and he largely avoided eye contact.”

Later, the author details going to a Days Inn to do the dirty deed.

“I followed her into a clean, generic room with two queen-size beds. Jerry lay on the one closest to the door, dressed, but with his jeans unbuttoned and fanned open so you could see his underwear; shoes off, with his shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbows,” he writes. “It was awkward at first, but he was already drunk, and he greeted me with ‘Hey, Gian,’ and then let out a giggle. That was a little disconcerting.”

Really? It was the giggle that you found disconcerting?

Nervous that Falwell might “stove in” the back of his head, Granda said he told him that if he gets jealous at any point, “just let me know and I’ll get the hell out of here,” but that Falwell replied, “You guys do what you want to do.”‘

He began kissing Becki, he added, before carrying her to the hotel bed.

“She wasn’t wearing any panties, which is the kind of thing that makes an impression on you at twenty,” Granda wrote of the encounter he said stopped short of penetrative intercourse.

Online, Grando’s claims are being used to attack all conservative Christians, just in time for the midterms, because that’s just what liberals do — unless they are the ones watching.


And if Granda’s book doesn’t satisfy their seemingly insatiable appetites for filth, the new Hulu documentary about the affair will surely quench their thirst.

(Video: YouTube)

“I can’t (sic) handle it but I will be watching that Hulu special,” vowed political commentator Ameshia Cross.


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